all the highs and none the lows. (Earinor & Akira)

"You're handsome, your smile is cute, you're gentle, you're loving. Hm, let's see, what else ... you like stuffed toys, you act like everything you're being given is special in its own right. There's nothing you shirk at, but you can speak your mind if you don't like something. And you still treat me with care and dignity, which not a lot of people do." Not when they found out about what he did for work, anyway. Dating someone had been a monumental task before, not one Gin had seriously considered, taking his profession and everyone's aversion to it into account, when he brought it up. But Kosuke? He didn't seem to mind, said it so himself, and while Gin wished it to be different for both of their sakes, he knew that right here, in this mans embrace, judgement was dead and all that gnawed at him was the wistful desire to be able to return some of that, to just be Kosukes, at least for as long as they'd let him. "I guess so, but being treated to something shouldn't be a one-way-street, no? We're a couple, that entails two of us.", the redhead chuckled, moving his fingers along Kosukes lower back, then upward, softly scratching the skin between his shoulder blades, as if to rid him of an itch he couldn't quite reach himself. "You want to hear all of that stuff? I'll warn you, it's boring, but I won't skimp on the details if you're into gossip, ever." What an offer that was; most of his coworkers tended to bitch and moan about the usual, easy stuff that Gin wouldn't even consider a hassle.

Some of them grew into their roles, accepted things for what they were rather fast, but others definitely struggled to grasp evne the slightest bit of such a concept until the very end. Was it surprising? Not necessarily. Gin didn't care for that, not tonight, he wasn't in the mood to think outside of the box he founds himself in when he tried to wallow in this mans embrace. "I'll hold you to your word then ... and bring you more books once you're done with these?", Gin was quick to offer. Sure, neither of them had enough downtime to justify cramming a book, of all things, into their schedules but who said they couldn't at least try? He'd be curious to hear Kosukes opinions on them as well, but first things first. "Alright, I'll keep that in mind, okay?" And get ahold of a pepper spray, just to ease his worries if he actually wound up walking around the neighborhood alone. "There's nothing wrong with either, and given your line of work, not getting wasted immediately is a pretty good idea." Gin's soft scratches turned into loving caresses again, seemingly ever so slightly trying to diviate from the unfortunate fact that moments like these would be few and far between, if Kosuke didn't have the audacity to pay him for them after work; which he didn't want, not anymore. Why would he spent so much money on him? Kosuke should focus on other things. "Jog for an hour? I think I'd die." Sure, he was lean, maybe used to a bit of ... exercise, if one would call it that, and had plenty of stamina, but not in that regard. Would Kosuke take him jogging, he'd flub out soon enough, but that didn't stop him from seeking out his touch, his gaze, his soft voice and loving touches, or loving him. "As long as we don't permanently move you in there it should be fine." He hoped it would be - he'd have to fess up to Rokuro at some point anyway, and he actually did that before he started asking too many annoying questions about who or what Kosuke was to him. Better earlier than later, really. Banning the mere thought of stress from his mind, he instead focused all his attention on the man beside him - right, this was better. "I wouldn't be offering it to you if I didn't. You're my ... boyfriend, not a client. So? Yes or no?" This felt outlandish, so much so even Gin was blushing.

Kosuke wasn't used to this many compliments and he didn't quite know how to accept them or what to say. First Gins boss who gave him a shitton of money for him being an idiot instead of doing his job right and now Gin who praised him to the heavens which was way too much as well. "Well... uh... thank you.", he answered due to a lack of better words. Gin would not back down anyway and while Kosuke saw his own flaws, Gin seemed to just want to see the best sides of him. "But you're saving up, maybe want to go back to a different life and all that." Kosuke wanted Gin to achieve this dream, but he also knew that there was no place in that life for him. Even if he paid off his dept, he'd always be part of the Yakuza and that came with dangers and pitfalls. It was all too easy to fall back into their trap if he was let go at all, but Gin and him also didn't plan on spending their whole lifes together, it was way too soon for that. "If you wanna share it. I'm not too much into gossip, but if there is something you want to tell me, I'll listen to you." Maybe if he had a bad day, a nasty client, or something like that.

All the while Gin was being touchy. Kosuke didn't mind that at all, he was just a bit surprised. Gin wanted to be close as well it seemed, or maybe it was just how he talked to people when this close, like muscle memory. Kosuke chuckled a little. "You actually have to give me some time to read them, I'm not even finished with my last book." It took a while for him after all and sometimes he was just too tired after work and rather just watched something without having to think much about it. Again Gin made him chuckle. "It's just a matter of training. I do that for years now, you'd just need to start slow. Not that you need it or anything." Gin wasn't chubby, quite the opposite, which probably was due to a healthy diet as well, while Kosuke didn't care too much about that. "Well if it's fine and you like having me over, I don't mind visiting you for a change." Gins apartment was probably very different from his little tiny place. Again he looked at Gin and didn't quite know what to say. "Yes or no? I didn't really have anything specific in mind..." Maybe just see where all of this led and besides, talking about sex in the traditional sense, he wasn't very sure of himself anyway, given that he never had a boyfriend before, or some other guy in his bed. For now he just leaned towards Gin again, not towards his lips this time, instead he softly kissed his neck and allowed his hand to move from Gins arm down to his hip and thigh.

Was he laying it on too thick? There was some hesitation in Kosukes answer, in his entire demeanor, actually and he felt as if he'd broken the poor man in half by saying that he, truly and surely, thought him to be cuter than a button at times. Gin should lay off from making this man feel like he was a schoolgirl in love, perhaps, but he knew better than to doubt himself at this point - he knew what he wanted, and who was to say he should deny himself a glimpse of that. "Maybe. And maybe I'm fine with where I am. I'll figure it out." And with that, it would mean he couldn't have stints like this; it was like closing a portal to the abyss he alone had trudged open in the first place, like a scene out of a movie, or a good book, where he'd ventured into the mythical underground that wouldn't let him go anymore, knowing he'd be entrapped the first second he'd set foot into it, and yet, he still had done it. Curiousity killed the cat, and in Gins case, he was about to wrest himself free, seal the hole he'd ventured through and doom anything below if he actually were to make it out in one piece. That, in turn, wasn't fair to Kosuke, but they'd figure something out, hopefully before Gin left the shroud of the night behind himself, all alone. "The same goes for you. If you're allowed to tell, that is?", he nudged Kosuke, not to tell him right now, but overall, otherwise he'd never fess up, Gin was sure.

With his hands on the other man, he couldn't quite object to let him do the same - and yet, the softness of his hands, given what they were usually used for, and the shy touch were a welcome change for one. He smiled at Kosuke, happy as ever. "I will, I'm just making plans for the future!", he chuckled, knowing that, with time passing, they'd have even less moments they could share among themselves. It all would come crashing down, but right here, tonight, in the embrace of one another, he wanted to be mesmerized by just how beautiful Kosuke was, and how tender all of this could be, and not be pulled away by the odd thought of what was yet to come. "Oh I know. I'm just saying ..." And talking out of his ass, likewise. Spending time apart from Kosuke wasn't bad, it just felt as if they never had time for one another to begin with, and that wasn't an understatement, not when they were working their schedules like that. "I'd like that. I think you'd enjoy it too." A bed, a real one, and somewhere less ... depressing, for a change. Sure, there needed to be some details ironed out first, but who was to deny him a sleepover? His boss? Gin chuckled at the thought - no, not him. "Then let's just go from here." Gin caressed Kosukes back as he fled himself into his arms, ready for another kiss that didn't actually come. His neck, on the other hand, was feeling tingly, and goosebumps rose on the back of his neck as a dreamy sigh escaped him. This was what he wanted, and while Kosuke was occupied, Gins own hands held him - this, still, felt surreal in its own right. Who would even pick him? And tot hink Kosuke of all people ... he chuckled about it, then leaned down himself to plaster a kiss to Kosukes shoulder as best he could in this position. His fingers were gently tracing away, from above, to down below, before he grabbed ahold of the waistband of the sweats Kosuke was in and slipped past.

"I didn't mean to suggest you can't be happy where you are now...", Kosuke replied. He didn't judge him for his life or his past and how he got here, he didn't know the whole story anyway and as much as Gin might have been naive, so was Kosuke. He doomed himself, Gin did too. It didn't matter seemingly where one came from, it could happen to anyone at any time. Kosuke smiled with a nod. "I can tell you about some unruly customers, even if their names are known, it'll be out there anyway. It's mostly not very exciting anyway..." His other job was maybe more confidential, but also not really. It was good if it was known what happens if someone doesn't pay up, helps with others. Still, Kosuke didn't really want to talk with Gin about some brutal things he had to do. Sometimes maybe he had to mention it for transparencies sake, but that was as far as he was willing to go. Gin knew what he did, but Kosuke didn't need to go into detail.

It was great having Gin here, it took Kosukes mind off of things, made him feel happy. "Maybe we could just read together sometime... not the same book, I am probably too slow, but you know... instead of watching a movie." They had so many plans, but arguably little time. It didn't matter, they both were happy today and Kosuke loved having Gin over like this. It didn't matter what they did, he enjoyed all of it together with him. It seemed Gin was enjoying himself too, letting out a small sigh. He surprised Kosuke when he let his hands wander, causing him to surprised let out some breath against Gins neck. Kosukes let his own hands wander underneath Gins shirt, pushing it up and eventually , with a bit of Gins help, getting rid of it. He went back to kissing his neck and shoulder as well as holding him with one arm, and caressing his his back, side and hip.

"No offense taken, I'm sorry if that came off rude.", Gin apologized for his brash answer. Was he being too much? He couldn't say - Kosuke put up with him just the way he was, no matter what his mind was trailing off to it seemed, even when he was feeling like a victim to one of his whims every once in a while. "I'd like to hear that, I think you have a few interesting stories up your sleeve here and there." A giggle followed that asinine statement. That life he didn't lead was seemingly catching up to him in the worst, or maybe best way; Gin was letting himself be swayed by as much as a word as he wryly smiled at the man that he shared a bed with for the night. Wasn't he a bit too easy to convince of things like these? Maybe he just loved too vicariously as well, obsessed with grappling back what he could from someone that wouldn't ever give him back what he stole, so, he looked for it in other people. Had someone even stolen something? Gin had, more than likely, just willingly sold it alongside his dignity. "You're plenty exciting." That tongue of his was exceptional at sweet-talking, too bad he hadn't been capable of that years ago.

Still, why employ it with someone like Kosuke? Gin's heart was beating ever faster, he knew that it wasn't right to lie to him, and so, he didn't. Being honest with him seemed to be what was most important, even as he was snaking past the boundaries either of them were trying to set to make sure that they still were both satisfied. "You'd do that with me?" Nobody else had ever offered him that, not in a long time anyway. "I'd like that. A nice and relaxing day, just the two of us, and one book each. That sounds like a dream." Mesmerized by the thought or not, to him, Kosuke was like a peach - a bruised one, fallen from the tree it had grown on, still covered in fluff, still firm, but equally as battered and not yet ripe as he'd have to be. The birds would come for him, one way or the other, sweep him up, before the earth laid claim to him again; Gin wanted to have a taste first. Another one, after those few he'd already had. Instead of saying anything, he let Kosuke do as he pleased and chuckled about the sudden eagerness that overcame them both, only for himself to pull Kosukes pants down, and put his hands on him for real for once, without wasting a second on asking if he even wanted to go that far. Kosukes kisses tickled, they made him giggle - he felt like a kid in love, truly; his heart fluttered. "You're the best thing that's every happened to me." Wasn't it a bit soon for that? No matter.

"No, I'm just making sure..." Gin didn't need to be emberassed for his life. Kosuke didn't judge him for where he found himself and how he got there and if he didn't want out, maybe because it was too hard, or he simply didn't want to, Kosuke wouldn't judge him either. He himself was a bit too lazy to make a real effort to get out of his job and situation too. "Not to many...", Kosukes smiled. Maybe if he knew who those people were he kicked out of the club, but he didn't even know there names. It was none of his business. Their VIPs were very much obvious that and they treated them differently, but some drunk guy on the dancefloor, groping women? Kosuke even forgot their faces fast enough. "I'm just like any other guy.", Kosuke disagreed. He was probably even less exciting than any other guy, at least any other guy around them. If he had a normal job, maybe he'd manage to be even more boring. Gin seemed to need a bit of boredom and predictability though.

"Of course. We'll find time for it." It wasn't easy to spend a whole day together. Today Kosuke had off work, maybe he'd be off tomorrow too, but at the latest the day after, he'd have some jobs. As long as he didn't look like he'd been beaten up, he could work at the Yasenyumei and he could do his other jobs regardless. His side hurt and probably sported a big blue bruise, but he'd be able to run after some unsporty guys and intimidate them. Most of them knew it was better not to fight back anyway, they'd just send someone else next time, even if they won a fight, which almost never happened. Kosuke didn't know how Gins schedule looked. He wasn't even sure if he had work later tonight. Kosuke continued his kisses, he wanted Gin to feel good first and foremost, unsure if many people cared about that at all. Gin meanwhile was very eager. A sigh left Kosukes lips. This wasn't exactly what he was after, but why deny it? "You don't have to...", he still voiced and realized how little they actually did in this direction before. The first time they met, Gin wore some seethrough fabric, but he'd never been fully naked around Kosuke and the same was true the other way around. Much less did they do anything beyond that blowjob that marked their first, admittedly odd, interaction. Kosukes hand slipped between them, opening Gins pants. He hesitated for a moment, then he let his hand glide between the opened up pants and Gins underwear.

"That's alright.", he reassured Kosuke. Maybe one day, he'd be less embarrassed of all of this, knowing that he'd not make a change if he tried to, the moment he entangled himself in this web of lies and false promises. For now, he was still convinced that he'd make it work somehow, but deep down, he already had this foreboding sense of dread plagueing him, knowing that, in no uncertain terms, his relationship with Kosuke was most likely doomed. But why care now, of all things? "Not too many still means there's some.", Gin replied, ecstasy at the prospect of getting to know this man just a bit better evident in his voice. What else was there for him to anticipate? Kosuke felt so close and so far at the same time, and the two of them felt like they were a perfect fit for another, despite the obvious persona that they used to communicate with others. Was this where he was supposed to unwind? In Kosukes arms, without and prejudice rallied against him? It almost seemed that way, and yet, why was it so hard to do? "Are you now? I guess so. Thankfully, I like your type the most, so there's no harm in it." Was that a lie? The only other person he considered as close was a failed relationship from back when, and maybe Rokuro, who was, well, anything but an ordinary guy like any other. What a mess.

"I'll hold your word to it." And he'd have to make time in his schedule for it as well. Just thinking about all the excuses he'd have to come up with down the line should make his head spin, instead, it was Kosuke that seemed ever so thoughtful of him while he himself should be more careful of whom he kept around himself. Gin was, for all intends and purposes, not the right company, even when he coarsely chuckled at his reaction as his fingers grabbed ahold of him. "I would like to ... if that's alright?", he spoke with the slightest hint of hesitation at asking for Kosuke's consent. Gin liked him like this, and he was happy about having him so close - this was everything he ever wanted, and the sigh was proof enough that even Kosuke found it to be akin to a dream, or at least enjoyable. "There's nothing to be afraid of." They both knew that, this kind of reassurance wasn't needed. "Unless you prefer my mouth to do less talking and more ... well?", he even offered up in a wispy voice, wanting an answer rather sooner than alter. Before he received a verbal one, however, he had a physical one - Gin chuckled. "You don't have to be shy either. I can hardly keep my hands to myself anyway." Was this how it should be? What an odd question to ask, with his heart beating in his ears and his cheeks so warm, he'd felt embarrassed if he didn't know better. His own hand wrapped around Kosuke ever so slightly, he started moving it the slightest bit - there was no need to rush, either way.

"Some idiot making a fool of themselves is all...", Kosuke chuckled. He looked up at Gin for a bit, just taking in his sight. "Do you now?" He wondered if Gin ever had a girlfriend too, or if it was only men that were his type. There was nothing wrong with either, it was just that for Kosuke all of this was still new and Gin sometimes probably forgot about that. At the same time Kosuke didn't want to make a fool of himself. With every touch he was still cautious, wondering if he needed to do it differently to how he was used to, when he had some woman in front of him instead of a man. He was well aware that he was overthinking here and tried to just keep his head out of this interaction mostly. Closing his eyes he moved in for another kiss again, a slow and soft one. His whole body tingled and felt hot. It had been a while since he felt like this. His first time having sex hadn't been very special and subsequent occasions hadn't been either. It hadn't been anything he did out of love. Sure there had been the occasional girl he liked, but not like this and most occassions had included alcohol as well.

Kosuke felt dumb and inexperienced for it, but maybe Gin was the same? His job was different, at least Kosuke wanted to think that. Kosuke let out an affermative sound, his cheeks red. Was Kosuke afraid? No, that word was too strong, he was just a bit unsure of himself. "I want you close.", Kosuke mumbled, refusing to let Gin or his mouth go anywhere else. "Is there something... specific... you'd like?", he asked. This wasn't just for him after all. Still, for now he went back in for another kiss, while he also wiggled down Gins pants and underwear a bit for better access. He sighed into the kiss and softly matched the pace Gin set. In their state of half dress he hoped Gin didn't get cold like this. It was actually pretty warm outside too and yet he needed to ask. "Do you need a blanket?" In winter his place wasn't too comfortable, but he had a heating blanket around, that was about all though. Gin seemed like someone who liked it cozy though, worrying about it now was stupid however.

"Aw, don't be like that.", he giggled likewise. Gin liked the Kosuke the way he was, with all the flaws he seemingly had, but he had to admit that the two of them were fooling around a whole lot - it didn't matter if it hurt them both in the end, seemingly, and instead they were both attached to one another willingly. "Wouldn't take me for the type, hm? But yes, I do." The redhead would call himself reserved for a reason; he loved to be listened to, as much as he liked listening and hearing about Kosuke's exploits would be something he enjoyed as well. Right, down to the core he knew that this man didn't have a single bad bone in his body, and if he did, they visibily softened when he was with him. Did he like him? No, Gin loved him, even, and every moment that he spend with him wasn't to be taken for granted. At some point their schedules would simply grow worse to coordinate, so making the most of it right now seemed like it was a good idea. A kiss sealed the deal for him, even if he hadn't mentioned anything and Gin felt warm, maybe just a bit too hot for his own good as he felt Kosukes body press against his own, exposed skin and touch all that he had seen before. Right now, like always, this was gentler than it had any right to be.

"I'm not going anywhere." He inched over ever so slightly, to be closer and smiled at Kosuke's approval, happy that he was doing something right. Making people feel good was his job, but that was there and then and here was now, and by the way his heart was beating, Gin felt almost nervous as it picked up its pace, only for him to hold his breath for a moment and let out a pleased sigh, desperate for air not too long after. "Having you close ... and ... ah. I'm not very experienced with ... fucking people? I ... hardly have." Most clients looked for a pretty face, no matter the gender - as long as they could vent their frustrations, or maybe Gin was just the type for that. Hard, and rough, and hardly loving, or sometimes something less than even that, but with Kosuke, all this was different. "I like anything, what about you?" It felt so embarrassing - Kosuke liked women, he'd said that himself, not men, and Gin was, well, not a woman in the slightest. From the back he could maybe pass as one, but everything else, including his voice, was indicative of him being a man. Gin bit his lip as he sucked in some air, keeping his hand moving and plastering kisses to wherever he could reach, before biting Kosuke, loving, still. "No, I have you. This is plenty warm." Would this man ever stop caring? Even when he lay here and started panting, his hand wrapped around Kosukes dick, moving at a steady pace - Gin should be used to this, and yet, all the confidence he had had subsided for a fluttering feeling of embarrassment.

"No... I guess you meet plenty abnormal people... some normalcy and quiet suits you I think.", Kosuke answered. Not that he was an average guy. An average Yakuza goon yes, but just a dude? No. Still, he was probably easier to be around than some of the customers Gin had to deal with day in day out and coworkers, judging by last evening. Kosuke wantes Gin to feel save and relaxed when they were together, which is why he told him not to think he had to sleep with Kosuke in the first place. This shouldn't feel like a job, but as long as it didn't, Kosuke enjoyed this. He enjoyed the intimicy they shared and the warmth, something they were both not used to, at least Gin wasn't used to be able to be himsale at least. Maybe Kosuke was assuming too much, but all of it didn't matter anyway. He kissed Gins neck again, grasping for some air every now and then. He rested his forehead on Gins shoulder for a bit, then kissed him again.

Still matching the pace Gin set he eventually looked at him once more. "You aren't...?", he asked surprised, only to quickly shake his head, "I mean... err... sorry..." It was rude of him how he said that, he felt bad. Besides, who was to say what his client wanted most of the time. Now he got the question of his likes thrown back at him as well, which woul have been predictable, but he kind of didn't anticipate it. "I... uhm... don't really know.", he told him honestly. It wasn't like this was something he was familiar with. They half sat, half lay here with their clothes barely removed and yet it seemed as if both of them had little to no idea what they were doing or what it was they wanted. Did they need to know? Maybe not. Kosuke remembered that Gin didn't even bring a change of clothes and washing himself was fairly inconvinient too. He worried too much and yet he let go for a moment to pull down Gins pants further, eventually just getting them off completely.

“Abnormal sounds about right.”, he confessed and once he thought about it just the slightest bit more, it did indeed make perfect sense. Not only were there a bunch of people that he hoped to never look at for too long, some of them also behaved oddly - not all of them his clients, thankfully, but the break room was indicative enough of just who came and went through their revolving doors sometimes. “You’re the peace and quiet I deserve?”, Gin was quick to tease Kosuke, as soon as it got brought up. Why not, though? He was cute, especially like this, when the only noise they shared between them was the labored breathing that sometimes got louder, other times just stayed as stagnant as it had before, as if there had been any neighbors they had to be mindful of. Every kiss made his stomach flutter in the best way possible, and Kosukes attention being simply directed toward him made Gin feel great - all of this was, actually, more than needed and the willingness to indulge in it with him simply told Gin that he had made the right choice somewhere down the line, even if it hadn’t been a long one yet.

His attention focused on Kosuke, his own fingers and the way he felt in his hand, he pressed a kiss to the mans collarbone, then sucked on the spot to leave a - hopefully lasting - hickey, as he considered the rest of his possibilities in a situation like this. “No offense taken.”, he chuckled, not even taken aback by the surprised reaction - instead, it amused him to a fault. “You’d think so, but there’s surprisingly little people that want to be fucked and more that want to fuck someone.” In a way, this was also about dominance, and with that, in turn, it was about some sort of sick satisfaction for all of them. No matter what, Gin wouldn’t have loved someone like Kosuke - a client - if he weren’t as genuine as he acted like right now, and maybe that was for the better, or it was for the worse. “Do you like this? Would you prefer something else?” With his touch being ever so light, he pressed his hand against Kosuke again, stopping what he’d been doing for a short moment to try and bite him, scratch at his back - gently, at that, before he picked the previous rhythm back up without any fanfare. “What do you like to do when you pay for a woman?” Assuming Kosuke had done so, before their chance meeting.

"I uh... that sounded pretty arrogant of me...", Kosuke admitted. He didn't mean it like that, but Gin was right teasing his phrasing. He just didn't want to be like those guys, but in the end he was just like them. If not, they hadn't met, he paid for sex and met Gin. He even got what he paid for before going on a drink with him. Somehow he felt bad about this, it would have been nicer to meet outside of work. Kosuke wasn't better than anyone else and didn't necessarily think too much about what he asked of people he paid for certain things. He liked to think that he didn't make anyone unnecessarily uncomfortable, but still, he wouldn't know and maybe he was just some creepy stranger to some women out there. He wondered what got Gin interested in him in the first place. His mistake? Why did they even go for that drink? Not that he regretted it, it was just so odd if he thought about it.

Gin went in, left a mark and Kosuke was sure he was better off not returning that favor if he didn't want to get his boss mad. Other men probably didn't want to see the mark of another when seeing Gin - or women for that matter. Did Gin even have female customers? "Mh... you mostly see men too, right? I think I never asked if you're into women at all.", Kosuke mumbled. An odd topic considering their current activity, talking about other people instead of focusing on themselves. "No uh... this is nice...", he mumbled a bit embarrassed. "So you... want to be on top for once, or like... uh... you know what I mean..." Back to their initial topic. Kosuke couldn't say that he felt very confident agreeing to any wishes in that direction, not so leisurely at least. Surely Gin understood that he needed some time to adjust. Kosuke thought Gin was attractive, he was quite obviously aroused and his hands explored Gins body as they would any other. Still, he never slept or even kissed another man, this was all new to him. "I uhm... usually I just want to relax... not much different to what you did, I'm not after more than a quick job usually, also costs more, uh... but we don't have to hurry and I am not your customer, you don't have to accommodate for me." Usually he was tired and least wanted to lean back and close his eyes for a bit. Sometimes he slept with them too, unceremonially, just sex and then he left. This was different though and Kosuke shifted his weight, softly pushing Gin to fully lie down. Kosuke held himself up above him and looked at Gin. For a moment he just took in the sight, then he leaned down again to kiss Gins neck, then his collarbone and shoulder. He wormed one arm underneath and around him, his hand softly scratching and massaging his butt. Kosuke moved further down, his tongue found his way to Gins nipples which he played with for a bit, nibbling and sucking on them too. His own pants were in the way still, but he didn't want to interrupt. He also didn't get out of his sweater and shirt, simply because he didn't want Gin to worry about the bruises he currently sported. He wanted him to be the one relaxing in this situation for once. He probably seldomly had that.

"You're fine. No harm done." Gin had meant it when he said it - Kosuke could be what he had called himself if he really wanted to, maybe that was something they could try. Weren't they a good fit for one another anyway, though? No matter what, they could just rely on each other for all of this, the remainder of their relationship, even if it would eventually find itself faltering, years down the line. For now, it was too early to think about such things, but Gin didn't want to delude himself - this wouldn't last, and if he had to let Kosuke down eventually, he'd do it gently. While they were still prancing about on cloud nine, none the wiser, for maybe some weeks, months or years if they were smart about it, yet, this wasn't something he wanted to talk about at the moment anyway. Now, at this very moment, there really was no need for all of this. Right now, he focused on Kosuke instead, looked at him with a smile and then, when he found himself lying down, granted him a soft smile, he even reached for his face with his free hand to cup his cheek. Kosuke seemed so full of surprises, it was almost fun to let him do just about anything.

He giggled, like a schoolgirl, who had one of her secrets revealed. "Either is fine. I see more men than women, that's true, but ... some prefer to, well. Let's just say not all of them like me on top of them, either." As for Kosuke, he probably slept with his fair share of them, the vanilla way as one might say, mostly to get his mind off of work or, if he should judge him by how his overall character seemed to be, to relax. At least that's the type Gin took him for. "I'm glad you like it ...?", Gin questioned more than he answered, the new position making everything just the slightest bit further out of reach. What had happened to being closer, like Kosuke had wanted them to be? Maybe it wasn't in the cards anymore and that was alright, too. "Not what I said. I don't mind trying it, but you've never slept with a man, have you? I think we should. Um. Take some precautions and ease you into that when we have time for it, how about that?" If his ass hurt the next day, Gin would be liable, but he didn't want to be, and also necessarily had little interest in hurting Kosuke if they tried to haphazardly figure it out right about now. "We both have to accommodate for each other. Didn't you ask me out? There's two people in a couple, you know." Just because neither of them were being paid for acts of love that didn't mean they could simply, well, skimp on them. For what any of this was worth, maybe they deserved all of this, the two of them - they deserved each other, but before Gin could make light of his revelation, Kosuke made him gasp. Not that it didn't feel good, he simply hadn't expected the sudden show of affection - maybe Kosuke was bizarre, just like Gin was, but that didn't deter him from reaching over to put his hand back on Kosuke; he felt awkward without anything to do, and frankly restless, even when the uncommon sensation did divert his attention to Kosukes actions.

All of this was somehow complicated. Sex was for obvious reasons a big part of Gins life, so it would come up, but at the same time it was weird to talk about his clients and experiences. "Have you been in a relationship before...?", Kosuke asked instead. Maybe it was easier to learn something about Gin if he asked him that instead. Kosuke himself hadn't really been in any. Maybe some girl when he ead barely a man, but that was way different. His life now always seemed to dangerous and chaotic to think about a real relationship. Not that he thought it didn't matter with Gin, this just sort of happened. Kosuke didn't intend to find love much less did he search for it and it also came in the most unpredictable form for him. He didn't mind, he really didn't, he just never thought he'd be kissing a guy and enjoying it this much. In the end his character was most important, not his body, but even then, Kosuke thought Gin was very attractive.

"I do... You seem unsure...", Kosuke mumbled with red cheeks. He just felt a bit bad for having Gin work at all, as if he needee a break from all this. He didn't come here to do what he did all day. "I didn't no... And I don't really know if I'll like it..." He couldn't promise it. Maybe he ought to do some research, read something or watch some porn? Kosuke felt incredibly stupid. "Sorry..." he sighed somewhat defeated. He lifted his head a bit to look at Gin again. "Well yeah, but..." He had no argument there. He was ruining this moment, wasn't he? "I'd like to try something, if you'll let me...", he mumbled somewhat embarrassed while also retreating a bit so Gin couldn't reach him anymore. He took position between Gins legs, where he'd been kind of before, but it was more orderly now. His hand grabbed Gins, pulling it out from between them and softly pushing it into the futon, holding his nimble fingers there. His kisses somewhat quickly moved from his chest over his stomach as Kosuke inched down. This was new to him, especially when he reached his destination and yet he didn't hesitate for long before pressing a few kisses at Gins most sensitive parts. He didn't want to dwell for too long, he didn't want to seem unsure so his tongue joined in soon and then he wrapped his lips around Gin as well. He'd obviously never done this before, but in a way he had some experience so he just tried to replicate what he enjoyed himself.

Piggybacking off of the idea that anything in life was easy was dangerous, as much as it was foolish. Gin was convinced he finally had a streak of good luck the night that he met Kosuke, and now that he was here with him, his superstitions felt as if they'd been proven right before he could even truly address them. How long was this going to last? Hopefully as long as it needed to stop making him feel so kitschy about this man, barely older than him, embroiled in the same downwards spiral, just ever so slightly shifted and bent into a different direction. Looking at it from any angle felt as if they were, clearly, making it harder on themselves than it had to be, but Gin knew that he wanted this, at least for tonight, before he started regretting it all tomorrow, when he was thinking about it clearer than he could today. "Some. I wasn't really good with people when I entered uni, but some people found that cute, too. I got asked out by a few girls, maybe a guy or two too? Nothing ever lasted long, they realized I was ... well, kind of a recluse after dating me for a while. Not much fun." That was before he had to learn all of these mannerisms and gestures for his job, before he became alluring to just about anyone - even before that, actually, when drugs had made his mouth a bit of a loose part, and thoughts spewed out of his brain without a lot of filters, or any at all. Some hated it, others loved it.

"I just ... want to do it right, you know? I'm less unsure, more nervous?" This was one of the few times he had sex for fun, not for work, or because he needed someone of something, or maybe it was even expected of him, like- No, he didn't want to go there right now, not when his head felt warm and his thoughts fluffy. Cotton was to be dispersed over all of his memories, for the sake of enjoying Kosuke and his actions. "What are you sorry for? It's fine ... this is new to you ... right? One step at a time!", he tried to cheer Kosuke up, with those big, lost eyes of his and that determined look on his beet-red face, ladden with the dustiest, pinkest cheeks Gin had seen. "Try? I'm not going to say no, you know." Especially not to this man, and when Gin thought he'd spoken too soon, said something maybe too forward, he was rewarded for it by watching Kosuke move himself, try to claim control of the situation that he'd created himself and Gin let him, intrigued by his offer of ... something. First, the kisses came at a surprise that almost made him jump in surprise, but he steeled himself, bit his lips in anticipation when he realized what it was that Kosuke was about to do and, finally, leaned back and put his lower arm over his eyes as he felt himself being enveloped by warmth, while the other looked for Kosukes head to pat it. This wasn't half bad, was it? Yet it felt foreign, almost wrong, even as warmth turned to pleasure soon enough. "You don't ... have to do this ... if you don't want to ..." Would Kosuke have offered it if he didn't want to?

"And since you left... Well, that life...?", Kosuke asked further. Maybe he went too far? Gin seemed very eager to share everything about him, even though he packaged all of it very nicely. In a way it seemed they both were used to nothing more than superficial relationships and chance encounters that served nothing more than pleasure. Kosuke didn't always have to pay someone if he felt like relaxing a bit, as Gin amongst other people kept telling him, he had a pretty face and was in good shape. If he'd been better at talking to people, maybe he'd be a host but he actually preferred his much more silent job despite the violence. Either way, sometime a girl would ask him for a drink and they hit it off as well, respectfully still, of course, but not loving. Today was different, every time he spent moment with Gin they were so different and intimate. Kosuke had never shared feelings like these with anyone else before.

"You have absolutely no reason to be nervous...", Kosuke smiled. "After all, you convinced a guy who thought he was pretty straight to let you blow him anyway and then buy you a drink on top of it all..." And by the gods Gin was good at his job, but Kosuke rather didn't say that out loud. "Mhm, I know... Thank you." Gin bore with him for now, he wouldn't rudh Kosuke either, he was sure. He had no reason to be worried, he knew they could stop whenever he wanted but he didn't want to right now. Instead he tried his best to make Gin feel good." I want to... You can guide me, if you like it differently... ", he mumbled, then quickly picking back up where he left off. He started off slow, he didn't want this to be over too soon, it was about the journey not the finish line after all. His hand lay on Gins stomach, feeling him breath underneath him. He seemed like he enjoyed it?

A chuckle - maybe he'd have had to say something if he were a girl, and protested that this was going too far, but he wasn't, and this seemed in line with all the things Kosuke had asked him so far. "No relationships, just work. I ... didn't have time for them. And women are few and far between." Often they simply didn't like the place Gin worked at - it wasn't bad, it just looked kind of shitty from the outside so it wouldn't stick out as much - and other times they simply just didn't need that kind of attention, or wanted someone more akin to a man than a boy, or closer to whoever their tastes were aligned with. Sure, Gin probably made for a pretty man in his own way, but most of his female clients specifically picked him for his smooth tongue over his looks. "I can tell you more about that some other time, hm?" This was about him and Kosuke, not about his job, or all the women and men he'd ever had let him run through like a mattress, just because it was part of his profession. Was Gin proud of any of this? Certainly not, but it wasn't so embarrassing.

"You say that now, but the last time I had sex outside of work ... has been a while.", he recalled for them both to hear, giggling about it under his breath, as if he could just swallow the sudden awkwardness down by drowning it out. "Well ... I am good at what I do, but that's also because I didn't want you to get nothing out of your money." And it hardly mattered if it was a girl or a guy sucking him off, didn't it? That was pretty much the same across all of them, and Kosuke didn't have to make a rocket science out of sex, trying to figure out how to fuck a man when he didn't have the first clue about being gay anyway. Did the bartender not even ask? What a ... well, whatever. "The drink was a nice touch." Besides, they wanted to go again; Gin was about to bring it up, knowing it was out of place, but they were already talking about so many things that it most likely wouldn't even make any difference. Kosuke kept that at bay, and Gin sucked in a deep breath. "No, this is good. Keep ... keep it up ...", he urged him to, laying still for the time being - neither of them were exactly taking their sweet time, maybe because Gin was happy to finish off customers sooner than later, and Kosuke because he took a page out of Gins book that he'd used on him, it seemed. Still, he seemed unsure himself, and the two of them were a recipe for disaster like this, riddled with beginner mistakes. When was the last time someone had blown him? Who even knew. What he knew, though, was that the hand on his stomach felt comfortingly warm, and Gin put his own atop of it, his breathing quickening as pleasured sighs turned into moans - he could enjoy this.

Gin was right, now was hardly the timento ask all these things. Gin wasn't opposed to share, just not now and that was fair enough. In a way Gin wasn't very experienced either it seemed, but he was so confident most of the time, nobody could tell. His energy was infectious and Kosuke could barely match it. Whatever they did, Gin was excited and all for it and Kosuke believed that he meant it too. It was nice being around someone so positive. At the same time he did actually sound a bit embarrassed now. It wasn't a common dituation for Gin either and Kosuke was somewhat happy about it. This shouldn't feel like work, so uncommon was good. He wondered what it was that made Gin want to go out on a drink with him, but he couldn't even tell what beckoned him to agree. From an outsiders perspective one could maybe think that Kosuke was being played, but he had nothing to offer or be scammed out of. Gin knew where he lived, there was really nothing to gain.

Kosuke kept up at the pace and put his thumb over Gins fingers that landed on hisnown hand. The ragged breathing, the sighes and moans, it were new sounds he enjoyed hearing. Gin always seemed to keep up some composure, to be on guard and think carefully about what he said, but right now Kosuke thought he saw that slip and it made him happy. He upped the pace bit by bit, he didn't want to drag this out too long, he didn't intend to torture Gin after all. Every now and then there was a little tug or push on his head and Gins body trembled slightly. Kosuke didn't have any neighbors, but he just hoped none of this could be heard downstairs in the store. Then again, by now they probably closed up already. Would the old couple kick him out if they knew? It didn't matter right now, Gin was the only one that mattered in this moment and it seemed Kosuke had to try a bit harder.

Maybe he was taking this in stride to reassure Kosuke he was fine with it, or, maybe, he was simply disillusioned with the happenings around him and accepting of the fact taht no matter what, he would be treated gently, like he deserved. If Gin were to describe himself, he'd love to speak of a flower and its petals, delicate and easy to crush underfoot, yet not long for this world and hard to care for in most instance, but he knew he wasn't like that - if anything, he was like a pine needle more often than not, prickly and evergreen, like some would expect of him, and yet, even then, someone like Kosuke treated him with such gentleness that, deep down, maybe it was almost sickening. Still, Gin was happy to be something he was not for the night, and his partners behavior was enough to wisp a smile on his face as he peeked down to him, unsure if he wanted to keep the perceived eye contact up, or if he was merely scared of finding no joy in an act of service like this himself. His own hand was resting in Kosukes hair, petting it with his hand as if to reassure him.

For now, all that filled the room aside any noises Kosuke made, it was just his own moans, and Gin was - frankly - a bit embarrassed by that as well, knowing fully well that he brought this upon himself and allowed it to happen in the first place. Solace was, well, one of the few things he only seemed to find here, still, when everything was drowned out by the fact that he had someone around him that he genuinely seemed to love. His nerves felt ever so slightly singed as his body trembled and Kosuke was, seemingly, more than happy to delve in deeper, tease him a bit, and then up the pace to incite a reaction, or maybe to get him to finish already. Gin didn't know what it was about him, or why he did that, but knew well enough that this felt good, that he enjoyed it and that this plan, if it had been one, worked in Kosukes favor - his entire body felt like it was trembling when he finally came, letting the wave of relief pass as his breathing quickened, then shortly came to a halt. Before long, he looked down, only to realize that he, well ... oh. "You ... should spit that ... out.", he voiced, still a bit breathless, trying to regain his composure - he felt nice, pleased even, and his brain stuffed with cotton for the time being. Wasn't that nice? "That ... was great."

When Gin came Kosuke stopped and looked up at him. This was new for him, not for Gin probably abd Kosuke slowly got up with a small nod, taking Gins suggestion. He went to the next room, into his little bath that barely was one. He spit out any remains and washed his mouth with some water. He drank some too. He had no shower here, not even warm water, just a toilet and a small sink. He grabbed a fresh small towel, wetting it under the water and hoping it wasn't too cold. With it he came back out, handing it to Gin so he could wash himself a bit, this was sadly the best Kosuke could do. He didn't know what to say. He didn't regret this, he just didn't find the words. It had been a while since he was in any kind of relationship and he was a different man now, all of this wad fairly unfamiliar. He sat down next to Gin on tge matress that was his bed.

"I uh... I hope I didn't go too far.", he finally broke the silence. He grabbed Gins glass from the small couch table and offered it to him. Not only did Kosuke not have someone in his home in a very long time, actually in his current place he never had any visitors, he never had a guy over. Often timesnit didn't feel like Gin was a man, or rather it didn't feel different to being with a woman. Kosuke wasn't sure if this was a feeling exclusive to Gin, or if he had had it inside himself all the time, just didn't notice. He never pursued a man, it wasn't easy to live out in the company he lived in, in this society. It wasn't unthinkable in the world, or even in their country, but as a member of the Yakuza he was definitely not able to wear his heart on his sleeve. Luckily he lived in a remote part a bit away from all the ruckus, nobody would see them here and even if they saw Gin visit, there was nothing wrong with having a friend over.